WARNING! EROTICA!
13.
~ School had always come easily for Alex. Ever since he was very young he did very well without trying too hard at anything. He'd been placed in honors classes as soon as he was in high school and they still didn't really challenge him. He'd never gotten a failing mark because even in his more rebellious days, his teachers, not wanting to expel him from sports, had given him more time and made allowances.
He was making a short list for schools he wanted to go to and had lied to Norma about what he wanted to do. He wanted to write the next great American novel but to say it out loud would sound so cheesy and silly he was mortally afraid she would laugh at him.
Still, that shouldn't bother a real writer, should it? A real writer would never be embarrassed to admit they wanted to write or had been writing. They would talk about moving to New York and being around people who finally got them. They would talk endlessly about books that moved them and art that inspired them. Alex, like his peers, talked about all the things he hated rather than the things he liked. He even pretended to like the things he hated because everyone else liked them, which was the worse sin of all.
They were reading 'The Great Gatsby' just now for class and all Alex could think about was Daisy being a mother and putting her new lover Gatsby first until it was like the child didn't exist. That her little girl was just a ghost who only appeared when it was time for Daisy to be a respectable woman again.
It also bothered Alex that Gatsby couldn't seem to let go of a girl he had barely known from his past and move on. No girl could be that special. He'd had no issues with moving on after Rebecca stopped talking to him.
But he'd pretend to like the stupid book because Miss Harris loved it and he liked Miss Harris and this was supposedly great American literature; although Alex wasn't sure why. He recently read several books that were ten times more illuminating than 'The Great Gatsby' was.
Alex finished all his homework with ease before turning in. He wasn't exactly tired, but he was in no mood to watch TV or listen to music.
His mind felt too active and alert for anything else but to be alone in darkness. It bothered him that Rebecca and his friends from last year had so suddenly turned on him this year. He wasn't even sure what had happened. Sure he wasn't able to go out with them as much as he'd liked. His dad needed him around the house after what happened with his mother that summer.
Alex could just feel a sudden change come over the relationships he'd once never questioned. It had started small, with Rebecca not calling him all summer. Then, Bob Paris always seeming to have somewhere better to be most of the summer. That left Jimmy Brennen and Keith Summers to hang out with but Keith was planning to drop out of school after it was clear he'd have retake a lot of classes from his freshman and sophomore year after flunking summer school.
So far, no one had seen Keith that school year, but that wasn't abnormal for him. His dad regularly pulled him out of school to work at the family's dying business. Running a seedy motel by his grandfather's old house.
No, the change had really come as soon as sophomore year was coming to a close and Rebecca had finally had sex with him. It wasn't like Alex had pressured her to do it. They had been alone at her house, he'd driven her home and her parents were conveniently out for the night when she told him to stay a while. Next thing that was happening, was she was pulling at him and laughing. Her hands suddenly strong and almost forceful as she maneuvered her body over his. Like a spider capturing its' prey.
For Alex, the whole thing had happened so suddenly and been over so quickly, he barely knew what had happened. They had exchanged some heated moments of heavy fondling before. Alex never going further that she wanted to, but this time, it had been like she'd taken control. Been the one in the driver's seat and Alex didn't have a say.
It had almost been an embarrassment that he hadn't enjoyed it and that it had been so fast and unromantic. Rebecca quickly telling him to pull his pants up and go home before her parents came back. Alex's face burning hot that she'd been so rude about the whole thing.
He hadn't said no or protested the other times she'd climbed on him before she'd left for her summer plans in New York. She'd only aggressively pulled free his member and pulled her top down while they were parked in a field during a summer rain storm. She hadn't bothered with any kind of foreplay or kissing before mounting him. If Alex hadn't always been at the ready because of his age, he might not have been able to do anything for her.
Rebecca seemed to enjoy herself but Alex found it difficult to control himself. He wasn't used to the tight wetness of the inside of a woman. It was nothing like he thought it would be, and he just couldn't last as long as he wanted to, or thought he should.
His thoughts turned away from Rebecca and towards Norma. He didn't want to have sex with Rebecca anymore and sensed they wouldn't ever again anyway. He was sure she'd spread the idea that he wasn't any good and that was fine with him. She wasn't that great either.
It would be different with Norma. He'd take his time with Norma and when she was ready, when she was begging for him to take her, he might deny her. Just to see those pretty eyes of hers well up in shock and annoyance like they so often did.
No, he'd be gentle with Norma. He wouldn't keep his pant's half on and let her casually molest him and crudely reduce the thing to something animals do or something to relive the boredom. It would be sweet and passionate with Norma. She wasn't at all like Rebecca and Alex was certain that she hadn't been with anyone. She didn't seem the type to play games. Certainly not the type to so aggressively conquer someone sexually.
Norma would be shy about sex and that's exactly how Alex wanted her. She would be fearful about exposing her breasts to him. Her breathing would pick up and her eyes would be wide and worried that she was being a bad girl for this. Her breast would be perfect and she would feel awkward and nervous about being unclothed with him until he was naked with her and she could feel his skin on hers and that made all the difference in the world.
She would be too shy and afraid too down look at him. She'd probably never seen a man naked below the waist before and that was fine. He would teach her not to be afraid.
Alex could feel that knowing, persisting pain in his groin go off and he wasted no time unzipping his fly and freeing his member that was already large and throbbing at the prospect of meeting this new lady Alex was thinking of.
He loved this fantasy of Norma's first time with him. How shy she would be. How he would have to reassure her. How she might gasp as he slipped off her panties. Gasp? His erection pained him harder. Yes, she would gasp and be a little afraid, and maybe squirm slightly but he'd slowly pull her panties down and keep eye contact. If she said no, he'd stop and kiss her sweetly till she said he could touch her again. But her breathing was so deep and her lips were parting that when his fingers touched between her legs he delighted in seeing her bight her lip in fear and excitement. Her legs spread and her body squirm slightly as if she'd suddenly found herself in quite the lovely predicament.
Alex had to smile at that. What a beautiful predicament she would be in if she was here.
"Alex, oh my! I'm not sure how this happened but all my clothes are gone and you seem to be… well there's no polite way to say it. No, I didn't say stop, but, well, good girls don't do this and… oh my… that's nice… um… what was I talking about? … oh… oh yes… um, I need to you to help me find my clothes because this is very embarrassing to… be… here… like… um…"
Alex didn't dare touch himself. He had to prolong his own suffering. He smiled happily at the confused and frustrated expression she would make in that amazing scenario. She was always so resistant to him, he was sure she'd be delightfully problematic for him here as well to. She'd enjoy herself, Alex would savor her like candy that was slightly too rich and sweet and make her feel too overly stimulated in return. Give her the kind of hunger that addicts feel so that she'll always want more from him.
She pictured her moaning, yet afraid to moan. Afraid to show she was enjoying herself. Her lovely body writhing on his hand and fingers and he pleasured her. Her face concerned he was going to do more.
"Shit." he groaned to himself and couldn't stop himself from grabbing angrily ahold of his member and holding it firm. He pictured she would be blissfully tight and not willing at first to spread her legs for him. That she would gasp when he went into her at the sudden intrusion and maybe cry out.
That he would kiss her and she would be wet and tight and so painfully shy about having him inside her.
Before he could stop himself, he felt himself climax and ejaculate. His Norma, her sweet innocence slipping away like smoke.
"Shit." he cursed again. His body happy and ready for sleep now but he could only think of Norma now and how he would see her tomorrow after picturing her this way.